Wee Willie John McFadden was a loyal Ulster Prod
Who thought that Ian Paisley was one step down from God
He scorned the little children
In the back streets of Ardoyne
And he thought that history started with the Battle Of The Boyne
He thought that history started with the Battle Of The Boyne
One day he took a brick in his hand and he dandered up the Falls
He was mutterin' "Up The Rangers" and hummin' "Derry's Walls"
He broke the big shop window
To annoy the Pope of Rome
He took a record player out and then he started home!
He took a record player out and then he started home!
Next night he had a hooley in the local Orange Hall
Wee Willie took his player to make music for the ball
He chose a stack of records of a very loyal kind
But when the music started up he nearly lost his mind!
But when the music started up he nearly lost his mind!
The Fenian Record Player was a rebel to the core
It played the songs the Orange Hall had never heard before
For "Golly's Brae" and "Derry's Walls" it did not give a fig
It speeded up "God Save The Queen" 'till it sounded like a jig!
It speeded up "God Save The Queen" 'till it sounded like a jig!
Well, the boys were plain demented
To the ground Wee Will was thrown
They kicked his ribs in one by one to the tune of Garryowen
They threw him out the window to a song of Old Sinn Féin
They kicked him all down Sandy Row to a Nation Once Again!
They kicked him all down Sandy Row to a Nation Once Again!
There's a moral to this story
What it is I cannot say
Oh, maybe its the ancient verse
Crime it will not pay
If you ask Wee Willie McFadden he'll say "Ah crime be blowed!"
If you want to pinch a record player do it up the Shankill Road!
If you want to pinch a record player do it up the Shankill Road!